Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 893 - 478: The Belligerent Zhan Tian!_2

Who would have thought the overlord of Great Yu was nothing but a brazen brigand.

"No!"

Liu Sheng shook his head firmly, "Hasn’t Dark Moon engaged in such deeds before?"

"Those at the peak shouldn’t cling to such naive ideas; that’s pure folly."

The law of the jungle prevails, where the mighty devour the feeble—it’s the way of the world.

If you hold supreme power, handing it over when demanded is simply expected; where’s the issue?

Weakness itself is the greatest crime!

That’s all there is to it.

"Heh heh!"

"Chief Eunuch Liu makes a fine point—who among us hasn’t resorted to such tactics!"

"In that case....."

"Allow this dying old man to witness the true might of Great Yu’s current overlord!"

As his words landed!

He lightly raised the cane in his grasp, then slammed it down onto the floor!

"Bang!"

A sharp crack resounded through the grand hall.

In an instant!

A formidable aura erupted with thunderous force, surging toward Liu Sheng and Zhan Tian.

"I’ll handle it!"

Zhan Tian bellowed, lunging forward.

"Boom!"

His Late Stage Dao Realm Eight Layer aura exploded outward.

The clashing auras collided mid-air, twisting fiercely together.

"Crack...."

A subtle snap reverberated in the hushed hall.

The stone pillar right between the two auras split with numerous fissures.

Forged from premium Crystal Stone and etched with an Array, it crumbled like mere debris under their pressure.

And this was them deliberately limiting the scope.

Had they not, the entire hall would have crumbled instantly.

"Bang!"

A deafening boom thundered across the hall.

From the intense clash, Zhan Tian staggered back one step; the blue stone beneath his feet shattered to bits before he steadied himself, while the Great Elder remained rooted firmly in place.

This clash ended with Zhan Tian on the losing end.

"Excellent!"

Despite the slight setback, Zhan Tian’s face lit up with thrill, even a savage hunger for blood.

It had been ages since he faced a foe like this.

Born with a warrior’s fire, he’d held back for years, finding no one worthy of unleashing it on.

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, the Great Elder hacked violently, his stooped frame hunching even lower.

"Great Elder..."

Ji Ze’s expression twisted in alarm as he pressed a palm to the elder’s back, unleashing a torrent of potent Spiritual Power into his body.

"It’s nothing!"

The Great Elder trembled faintly, shrugging off his touch.

His weathered gaze fixed on the poised Zhan Tian. "Truly befitting Great Yu’s overlord—Late Stage Dao Realm Eight Layer, merely one step from the summit."

No wonder Great Yu dominated the Eastern Continent for hundreds of thousands of years.

He couldn’t help but feel genuine envy.

Despite pouring vast resources into Dark Moon over countless years, they hadn’t forged a single Dao Realm Eight Layer expert, much less a powerhouse like Zhan Tian.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t need to step forward as a withered old man on his last legs.

Bitterness welled up in the Great Elder.

He had once shone brighter than any star.

Crushing an entire era under his heel.

Yet now... he merely clung to life.

Survival, yes—but torture for his unyielding pride.

Naturally, in a real brawl, he could still overpower Zhan Tian.

Though it wouldn’t gain him much either.

Plus, Liu Sheng stood nearby, every bit Zhan Tian’s equal.

"Old and truly worthless."

The Great Elder mocked himself, a wave of loneliness washing over his heart—this era no longer belonged to him.

"I’ll hand over the Winged Draconic Beast, but only with conditions; agree, and all is settled."

"Refuse... and one of you stays behind today!"

He might be ancient and nearing death, but slaying one was still within his grasp.

At these words, Zhan Tian and Liu Sheng shared a knowing look.

The earlier exchange had shown them he meant every bit of it.

Zhan Tian gave a subtle nod.

"What conditions?"

Liu Sheng inquired.

"First, the Three Judicial Departments cease their operations!"

"Agreed!"

Zhan Tian replied instantly—it was a trivial matter for him.

"Very well!"

The Great Elder inclined his head faintly; with two prefectures sealed off, Dark Moon suffered not just superficial harm but a profound blow to its core.

Restless elements were already stirring.

"Second, Great Yu vows no aggression toward Dark Moon for ten thousand years."

"Pointless demand!"

Liu Sheng shot it down without hesitation.

Hearing this, the Great Elder’s bark-like forehead creased deeply with wrinkles.

"Liu Sheng, don’t test this old man’s limits!"

He struggled to rein in the rage boiling inside; back in his prime, not even Great Yu’s Emperor could force such concessions from him.

"Merely stating reality."

Liu Sheng’s face stayed impassive.

"Great Yu isn’t ours to command."

"Besides, ten thousand years? You overestimate; we won’t last that long ourselves."

"However, we can promise: as long as we draw breath, the Ritual Department and Three Judicial Departments won’t target Dark Moon."

His words rang with sincerity.

At once, silence blanketed the hall once more.

"Then include this: ensure one Dark Moon member claims an advanced rule from the burial grounds!"

"Ridiculous!"

Zhan Tian couldn’t help but chuckle in disbelief.

An advanced rule’s worth far surpassed the Winged Draconic Beast.

They had the audacity to demand something so immense.

What’s more, such rules were scarce treasures—not something to hand out lightly, even if acquired.

"No deal? Then we fight!"

The Great Elder roared furiously; losing the Winged Draconic Beast would devastate him and Dark Moon—if this wasn’t acceptable, then it was war to the end.

He’d endured long enough.

Dark Moon had thrived for ages—that sufficed!

"Bring it on!"

"Boom!"

Zhan Tian charged without pause, unleashing his full Dao Realm Eight Layer Late Stage might.

He’d craved this showdown.

Death? It held no terror for him!

Toppling all of Dark Moon in the process would make it worthwhile.